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Spring is springing!

This weekend it will be six years since I visited two churches in the Glasgow-ish area to see if either might be where God was calling me.  I have many abiding memories... The incredible architecture of the church to which I felt no sense of call whatsoever, and the kindliness of the folk there, gracious to the last.  The tacky tartanalia of the hotel I stayed in near the airport, and the opulence of the appartment I stayed in in Glasgow (and the honey nut cornflakes for breakfast!).  The cullen skink and great conversation in the restaurant that had once been a Bible college after it had been a church with remarkable ceiling painting.  The discovery of Torness Street, which made me smile.  The hospitality and rapidly rustled up chicken dinner with folk who are now friends.  And the azaleas in the Botanic Gardens, a riot of colour on a glorious spring weekend.  My recollection is that every spring I've been here, my "squinty anniversary" has been warm and sunny.  I'm told the forecast for Saturday is rain, so I may yet be made a liar, but there really is a sense of spring springing now.

So much has occurred in those years, and I do seem to find myself in reflective mood much of the time.  But for today, I shall enjoy the sunshine, take my sandwiches up to the Botanics, enjoy the flowers and look out for 'my' special squirrel (with the damaged tail) who I haven't seen in a long time.

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